"Glirion's a good sort. Just...not too friendly. Doesn't show any emotions, really. Is bloodthirst an emotion? Never mind."

What's your story, Maj?

"Oh, the usual. Mother robbed tombs for decades in the dunes of Alik'r. She raised me on her hip, and forced me to join the Undaunted with her. It's the sort of thing every daughter has to deal with."

Your mother is in the Undaunted as well?

"Oh yes, she's a proud member. Goes by the name Hel Ra'Lala. Just don't...you know. Talk to her. She's a mean old bird."

Her name is very different from yours.

"A funny story. When she was young, some thickskull heard her name and had trouble pronouncing it. Her real name is Hel al-Ragath, just like me. But Ra'Lala stuck, and she's been using it for thirty years."

Good talking with you, Maj.

The player can return to Maj after speaking with Urgarlag.

"Hey there, scrub. You'd best stay back. We are speaking of blood and glory. For we are Undaunted!"

I talked to Glirion and Urgarlag. Urgarlag said I should ask you for a key.

"Did she now! She must like you. In that case you're going to need all the help you can get!

Take your key and come back when you're ready to take the pledge. I can't wait to see what you're made of!"

"Spindleclutch, dark home of the Whisperer! Hope you're not afraid of spiders. The marsh fens of northern Glenumbra are the perfect breeding ground for twitchy multi-legged horrors."

And if I can handle more?

"There's always the Scroll of Glorious Battle, if you fear this won't be a victory bards will sing of for centuries.
Find it and invoke the spell. If you survive what comes after, you will truly be Undaunted."

Talking to her afterwards:

"Aww. Is you scared of the little bug-ums? Don't worry, if you get bit I'll give you a bandage for your cut."

Return to Maj al-Ragath to claim your reward:

"Nice work today! Get out there, have a drink, and toast the evening stars! Tomorrow brings a new chance to stain the ground with blood."

I have purged the spiders of Spindleclutch.

"Better you than I, my friend. The last time I led a crew against those big bugs, three of my men soiled themselves in fear! That's something you don't forget. Hah!"

Great story. What about my reward?

"Take it, and remember to return tomorrow. The bards have been asking for someone to sing about, and I know your exploits will be fitting for a new tale."